Toxic - Zoe Blake Page 0,14

my thighs wider for him.

“Will you walk into my parlour?” said a spider to a fly;

“Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;

Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast.

He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,

Within his little parlour—but she ne’er came out again!

The cautionary tale buzzed in my head as Richard captured my gaze. His blue eyes so dark with hunger and intent they glowed a deep obsidian black in the golden morning light.

Slowly, he pushed one thick finger inside of me.

I hissed, the sudden inhalation dislodging a few of the rubies and diamonds. Still sore from his brutal attentions the night before, my body let out a warning sting as he pushed in deep. Taking the emerald from my mouth, I pleaded with him. “Please, Richard. It will hurt.”

His eyes flashed. “No one told you to take that out of your mouth.”

Chastised, I placed the emerald back under my tongue. The presence of the jewel added an odd element of fear since it worried me he would make me cry out and, in my distraction, I might swallow it. Of course, Richard knew this. It was just another way he imposed his control over my thoughts and body.

Focusing his attention back between my thighs, he forced a second finger inside my tight passage.

Groaning, I gripped the bed sheets.

“You know, my love. All these jewels are just rocks. You are the veritable treasure.”

His fingers slowly pumped in and out of my cunt as my muscles spasmed with each intrusion. I was aware how, despite the pain, I was already embarrassingly wet for him.

The things this man did to me!

He was heaven and hell all at once. The devil with an angel’s smile.

He pulled his fingers free and then pushed a third finger into my already painfully tight inner core.

Letting a small whimper escape, I reached down to grab his wrist to try to stop him. The pearl slipped down to my belly button.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. My little bird must stay very still and not disturb her plumage… or I might get upset.” His low, quiet tone sent a chill down my spine. I was all too aware of what happened when Richard got upset.

Blinking away the tears in my eyes, I leaned back and braced for the feel of three of his thick fingers pushing deeply into me.

My toes dug into the bedding as I strained to accept him and keep my body still.

“As much as they may be just rocks compared to your worth, their symbolism still holds true. As you hold that emerald in your mouth, I want you to think about my vow to you.”

He twisted his hand inside of me. I bit down on the emerald to keep from crying out.

“No one will ever love you as completely as I do, Elizabeth. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you… or to keep you by my side. What we have is pure, strong, and true.”

I moaned as he thrust his fingers in a slow, steady rhythm. My body responded; the thick, harsh intrusion as much of a turn-on as it was painful. All I could think about was his own thick cock piercing me the same way. Causing the same level of punishing pleasure.

He pulled his fingers free to just the tips.

Then he pushed four inside of me.

I spit out the emerald as I reared up.

Jewels rained down over his wrist and between my legs as he impaled me with half his hand inside of me.

“Oh, God!”

Wrapping his free hand around my neck, he pulled me in close, doubling me over as our noses almost touched. His hard gaze locked on mine. Willing me to feel every inch as he strained to break through my body’s cramping resistance.

“Do you understand what I am trying to tell you, little one?”

“I love you, Richard. I promise. I won’t try to leave again,” I whimpered as I tried to placate him.

He twisted his hand clockwise inside of me.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!”

“My sweet baby girl. I wish I could believe that. I wish, like the diamonds that are now nestled on that tempting cunt of yours, I could trust in the constancy of your loyalty and affections.”

“You can, Richard. You can.” Leaning forward, my lips trembled as I kissed his lips.

He returned the kiss for a moment before pulling back.

Shifting his arm forward, I could feel the press of his knuckles against my already open and strained entrance.

“Please don’t do this,”